Tonight, I'm intoxicated
under oak trees,
and moon beams,
feeling things I've not felt
in too long.
I have been so
out of touch.
I've been too much
in my head,
wishing I were dead,
living
in agony instead.
And so,
tonight,
I'm intoxicated.

Thirty days and thirty nights
i spent in agony
panicking
suffocating
this pain isn't unfamiliar
with its sharpness
and nauseating consistency
i pray in fear to my higher self
to be stronger this time
but my hands are shaking
and i receive no answers
No one else gives you courage
gives you strength
like you can do
No one else can give you change
to make it easier for you
Only you
Only me